Chapter 122: The same path

Just now, they were frozen and then suddenly awakened by hot water. These men and women of different origins shook and shrank to the ground, feeling the pain in their limbs and bones, as if a fine needle of cold and hot was constantly piercing into their bone marrow, feeling indescribable discomfort.

One of them should be sixty years old, with long silver hair full of noble temperament, and the tuxedo on his body was also extremely luxurious. The old gentleman was extremely corrupted and shouted at the sky. Lin Xiao looked at the old man in surprise and shook his head and said, "Are you talking about human words? Sorry, I don't understand the language of your mountain spirit monster!" The silver haired old man had a towering nose bridge, deep sleeping eyes and blue eyes. Although Lin Xiao had already understood that such people were actually ordinary humans, he would rather believe that they were mountain spirit monsters and practiced into human form.

Therefore, when the old gentleman protested Lin Xiao strongly in his mother tongue, Lin Xiao was not very polite, and he rudely used a thin lightning bolt to repay the color.

The lightning set the old man's hair up one by one, and the flowing current spread along the melting water on the ground. The bodies of more than a dozen men and women around the old man were beating at the same time, making vague screams and scoldings from his mouth. The old man fully demonstrated the famous saying of a hero not suffering the loss in front of him. He simply sat on the ground and covered his mouth with his hands.

Lin Xiao nodded with satisfaction. He saw extremely complicated mood changes in the eyes of the men and women on the ground, but no matter what they were thinking, whether they were shocked, feared, surprised or something else, there was a kind of awareness of "knowing the practitioners as heroes". The lightning light pointed out by Lin Xiao fully explained what it means to "kill the chicken for the monkey to see."

"Sorry. I~I~~~~"

Lin Xiao changed his name to himself a few times, and finally he finally confirmed his claim.

"I don't know that you are actually looking for me in Kunlun Mountain."

Lin Xiao felt that since he had inherited the Taoist tradition of the Lord of the Fallen Realm, he might as well inherit it even if he claimed to be.

"Half a year, six months, one hundred and eighty days, I don't know that you are looking for me in Kunlun Mountain."

"Don't be surprised." Lin Xiao narrowed his eyes and smiled, smiling at the prisoners who had some specific changes in their facial muscles at the same time, saying, "What you want to investigate is the source of the mutation of Kunlun Mountain. It is the deity! I used magic to attack a mountain, and the restriction of the mountain counterattacked me, which caused the mutation you noticed."

Zhao Feng and all the men and women captured by Lin Xiao's disciples exclaimed at the same time, with different expressions on their faces. Their eyes gradually became hotter. They stared at Lin Xiao with a look of a wealthy slave staring at their treasure house. Lin Xiao hated this white and greedy gaze, so he pointed again without hesitation. Nine extremely thin lightnings fell from the sky in succession. More than a dozen greedy men with the strongest greed in their eyes were so loud that they twitched and rolled on the ground.

"Don't look at me with that kind of gaze. I am not a naked beauty, nor a statue made of pure gold. I don't like your eyes."

Lin Xiao smiled evilly a few times, gently tweaking his five fingers with his right hand, as if he was playing the invisible strings of the pipa.

"I know you are here for the benefit. You want benefits." Lin Xiaodi pulled the corner of his mouth, and a deep light suddenly flashed in his eyes. His voice became erratic, like the murmurs of dead people coming from the coffin buried deep in the ground. He said softly: "I can give you benefits. Of course, you have to give some effort to me. You can waste half a year in the wilderness for an illusory goal. Then, it doesn't matter if you waste some time for me, right?"

With Lin Xiao's erratic voice, the eyes of more than 900 prisoners became blurred and hazy. Lin Xiao's voice was like a black hole, trying to draw all their souls and consciousness into them and strip them of their autonomous consciousness. Let them become puppets who obey orders.

Sweat beads also oozed out of Lin Xiao's forehead. He did not expect that he used his early stage of Nascent Soul-Stage to activate this evil magic called "Butterfly Dream". It was so difficult to hypnotize more than 900 people at one time. Among these people, some of them had more than a hundred times stronger mental power than ordinary people, and there was even a one-eyed man's mental power, which was not weaker than that of the Jindan stage cultivators. Lin Xiao was equal to defeating the mental power of more than 900 people at the same time. This difficulty was too great.

Suddenly, the one-eyed man screamed, and a circle of green light burst out from his one-eyed man. All his spiritual power turned into an invisible sword and stabbed Lin Xiao fiercely.

Lin Xiao, who was distracted and hypnotized more than 900 people at the same time, was caught off guard. The man's desperate attack actually penetrated Lin Xiao's sea of ​​consciousness and collided with Lin Xiao's soul.

Lin Xiao's soul was slightly shaken, Lin Xiao's brain was slightly dizzy, but the one-eyed man instantly lost almost all his mental power and fell to the ground with a "bang".

Lin Xiao looked at the man in surprise. The "Butterfly Dream" magic that he had used for the first time was not very skillful, and the spell was suddenly interrupted. The prisoners who had fallen on the ground in a mess exploded, and various guns appeared in their hands almost at the same time. A dense rain of bullets poured wildly towards Lin Xiao.

Even the old silver-haired man who was twitching on the ground by lightning and more than a dozen blonde and blue-eyed men took out guns from their armpits, and fired at Lin Xiao no slower than those around them.

Bai Jile immediately lay on the ground, and the rain of bullets hit Saturn beside him, but miraculously did not hurt a single hair.

Lin Xiao opened his mouth and sprayed a blue light. The blue light wrapped around his body. Countless projectiles flew over, all of which were shattered into pieces by the sword light.

"You guys are really ungrateful!"

Nu snorted, Lin Xiao recited a spell, and the sky rolled into dark clouds again.

More than 900 people shouted at the same time, ran away and fled to all directions.

Lin Xiao pinched the thunder technique with both hands, and countless thunder accumulated in the dark clouds were about to bombard the ground. This time, he decided to use lightning to kill several prisoners as a deterrent.

A dim sword light suddenly attacked Lin Xiao from the hillside of a mountain in the distance.

An old voice shouted from a distance: "Senior~ Why bother with ordinary people? God has the virtue of being alive, so let them go!"

Lin Xiao was shocked and was overjoyed.

"Friend Taoist is here so late!" Lin Xiao laughed loudly, slapped his right hand at the back of his head. A black mysterious energy formed a square meter into the ground and whistled from the back of his head and grabbed the flying sword light. The big hand was wrapped around the bone-black cold air, and dark blue ripples appeared in the air wherever he passed. The air was frozen, and a trace of blue snowflakes were sprinkled.

The dim sword light was gently held by Lin Xiao's big hand transformed by Lin Xiao's soul, and a few crisp sounds were heard. The sword light was closed, and a short sword about a foot long jumped in the big hand a few times, and the cold air invaded. A ray of mind attached to the short sword was dispelled by the cold air. The man standing on the mountainside in the distance groaned, and his feet were sank into the ground.

"Fellow Taoist is here, but why are you in a hurry to leave? Do you think I, Lin Xiao, are you not treating guests?" The master appeared, and Lin Xiao no longer had the heart to pay attention to Zhao Feng and other hunters. He laughed loudly, and a white cloud rose into the sky under his feet and shot towards the place where the man disappeared. Bai Jile, who was lying on the ground, also screamed. He raised the long sword again regardless of the matter, and a yellow light flew up quickly with silver light patterns, and followed Lin Xiao shakingly. With the experience of hitting the mountain twice, Bai Jile flew steadily this time.

Those who were captured by Lin Xiao made a few marvels such as "God", "Buddha", and "God", and looked at Lin Xiao and Bai Jile with a close look. Someone quickly took out his camera and took a few photos at Master and disciple flying in the air. Then a group of people ran away.

Lin Xiao's eyes were faintly green light, and his eyes were hundreds of feet deep underground. He saw the figure of the Taoist who was wearing a dark blue robe and rushing to escape quickly on the ground. He smiled "hehe", and a wisp of true energy wrapped in a ray of laughter and said: "Why not take a break for a while? I have no malice!"

The Taoist who was using earth escape to escape had no time to pay attention to Lin Xiao. His earth escape method was obviously not very exquisite. Not only was he slow when escaping, if he encountered rocks, mountain edges and other objects underground, he had to carefully avoid these stones and some tree stumps and grass roots, and his progress would be even slower. In Lin Xiao's opinion, his earth escape method was just a little faster than ordinary people. Lin Xiao laughed again and said, "Fellow Taoist, stay, stay. I have no malice to fellow Taoist, please stay!"

The Taoist suddenly stopped underground. He formed a seal on his chest with both hands, stomped his feet hard, and a blood mist spewed out of his mouth. His body was suddenly shrouded in a layer of dim blood light. The speed of his traveling underground instantly increased by more than ten times faster. Lin Xiao was stunned and shook his head and said, "I'm going to burn my own essence to speed up the escape method. How unwise are fellow Taoists? Hey. Hey, please stay!"

Lin Xiao stared at the Taoist man who was walking rapidly underground. A ray of lightning flashed with his right fingertips. He pointed his finger and suddenly dozens of thunders suddenly blew down the sky, accurately hitting the ground near the Taoist man who was fleeing rapidly. With the loud noise, dozens of huge holes were blown open by the sky thunder. The Taoist man was extremely lucky to escape from the violent sky thunder bombardment and continued to run forward like a frightened mouse. In order to speed up the escape speed, the Taoist man sprayed out two mouthfuls of essence and blood again. He had turned into a red and blue light underground, like a falling meteor, moving towards the deeper mountains of Kunlun Mountain.

Shaking his head, Lin Xiao laughed a few times. With his hand, countless water vapor in the air gathered, and a rolling cloud covered his figures and Bai Jile. The dark clouds rolled into the sky and spread far behind the escaped Taoist. The Taoist who was walking fast underground ran forward for dozens of miles, suddenly poked his head at the foot of a mountain, and looked around for a while.

Lin Xiao used his cave-like eyes to see the Taoist's face clearly. This was a white-haired and whiskered with very clean and tidy hair. Although the coarse robe on his body was worn out, it was also a very neat sewn and meticulously washed. The Taoist's face was crude and not very smart. His simple appearance was like a big rock in the mountains, thick and down-to-earth, and naturally had a unique charm hidden in the heavy stone.

The old Taoist looked around and did not see Lin Xiao's figure. He couldn't wait to get out of the ground, put his hands on his knees, and gasped hard.

"The Three Pure Dao Zun is above. The old Taoist almost ascended today." The old Taoist muttered: "This senior has such a scary cultivation level. The old Taoist has achieved success in cultivation. He actually caught the flying sword. Poor Taoist, the divine weapon that I have been able to refine for a hundred years of hard work! Well, that thunder is so scary. If it weren't for the old Taoist sect who taught lightning protection, I would probably be ~~~~"

"Well, it's a pity that the old Taoist's flying sword is!" The old Taoist was so heartbroken that he almost burst into tears. He shook his head and said, "No, I have to ask the uncle to take action and take back the flying sword, otherwise there would be no hard work for a hundred years!" He stomped his feet hard. This time, the old Taoist did not use earth escape, but slapped a spiritual technique on his legs and ran forward with his steps as wind.

Lin Xiao stood in the dark clouds above the old Taoist's head, and looked at the old Taoist with a smile and sighed. Hearing the old Taoist asked the elders of the master to take back his flying sword. Lin Xiao was not in a hurry to catch the old Taoist this time and interrogate it. Lin Xiao followed the old Taoist to go deeper into Kunlun Mountain.

The old Taoist ran forward for hundreds of miles until the sun sets westward and the bright moon rises eastward, and he stopped at the entrance of a valley. The old Taoist ran for more than five hours, and was so tired that he was sweating all over. Sweat made his long hair and white beard wet. From time to time, sweat dripped from his hair. The blue sermon robe on his body was also dyed with sweat. The old Taoist stood at the entrance of the valley and simply took off his robe, twisting it into a ball and holding it in his hand.

After a few long gasps, the old Taoist looked around again, turned his ear and listened carefully to the movement around him, and then smiled proudly: "Shan Zai, Shan Zai, it seems that the senior with amazing cultivation has not caught up with him. Hey, the old Taoist's earth escape technique has made great progress recently, otherwise how could he throw away that senior? It's a pity that the old Taoist's three mouthfuls of essence and blood. This is nine years of hard work!" His face twitched into a ball with his heartache. The old Taoist wiped the sweat from his body with the Taoist robe on his hand, and walked into the valley with his shirtlessness.

There were ninety-eighty-one huge rocks at the entrance of the valley, and the huge rocks formed a nine-painted eight-gua formation map. A trace of extremely obscure magic power fluctuations spread in the huge rocks, which made the formation map have some effect of preventing wild beasts and poisonous insects from entering. Lin Xiao glanced at the formation map and couldn't help but shake his head vigorously. Bai Jile asked in a fun way: "Master, why? This formation map?"

Lin Xiaohan nodded with a smile: "It's not very good."

"That's right, Master, who are you?" Bai Jile's flattery suddenly slapped: "Just this earth-bull Taoist priest in the mountains. What kind of clever formation can they set up?"

"Well! You can teach me!" Lin Xiao looked at Bai Jile with praise and nodded, "When the master finds the way to go back to the Taoist world, I will give you a batch of elixirs to make your cultivation grow well! However, your mental state of mind must keep up, otherwise if you have cultivation, you will not have a corresponding state of mind~ Just imagine a child holding a bomb!"

"Hey, thank you Master!" Bai Jile grinned happily and nodded and bowed to Lin Xiao.

"Yeah!" Lin Xiao looked down again. In the valley, the old Taoist was walking forward lightly. A big black leopard jumped out from somewhere. He rubbed around the old Taoist in front of him and his head was swinging, and his tail was shaking lightly, looking very intimate.

While slapping the leopard's head vigorously, the old Taoist looked at the few small thatched huts at the end of the valley and shouted loudly: "Uncle Master, Uncle Master, come out quickly, I'm in trouble!"

Lin Xiao and Bai Jile looked at the small thatched huts without saying anything for a long time. What kind of thatched hut is that? It is just a few broken firewood that has a thatched lid that can barely block the wind and rain. The thatch on the roof has turned black, and even a few white, gray poisonous mushrooms have grown. A few black and red spiders the size of a palm are lying comfortably on the poisonous mushrooms, using their mouthparts to draw the venom in the mushrooms. There are only one thatched hut with a door. If the thing like a sieve woven with black thatch and firewood sticks is considered a door, then this is a door.

Lin Xiao never thought that the Taoist robe on the old Taoist was considered neat, and the place where he lived was so unbearable.

Hearing the old Taoist's cry, a long exhalation came from the only thatched hut with a portal. A flexible energy pushed the broken door open. An old Taoist in a green sermon robe walked out of the thatched hut and asked in a deep voice: "Why did you suffer a good fall? Well, why did you lose so much essence and blood? Where did you go again?"

The old Taoist Qingpao walked, while talking, "Your master, that is, my senior brother, asked me to take good care of you when he was dying, but look at it, why are you still so unsteady? What did you do again? Was you going to fight with the eagle in Xigaofeng or tease the big stupid bear in Nangaofeng? I told you a long time ago that it is not the past, the spiritual energy on the earth is thin, and it is very difficult for the eagle and the big stupid bear to have the current cultivation level and be able to promote the wisdom of the spirit. Why do you have to quarrel with them?"
Chapter completed!